novelraw Chapter 567: Get lost, stay away from me.
Chapter 567: Get lost, stay away from me.
Outside the venue by the red carpet. Reporters had already been waiting there, their cameras’ flash bulbs occasionally lighting up. They craned their necks, hoping to capture some explosive footage.
Inside the banquet hall, Fu Shihan watched Zhang Xinjie with an icy gaze, causing the latter to tremble with fear.
He quietly observed her without uttering a word.
From a distance, the melodious strains of a piano piece drifted slowly over. Nearby, waiters in tailcoats and bow ties passed by with their trays.
Amidst the bustling atmosphere, Zhang Xinjie felt as if she were sinking into a cold, deep pool upon meeting Fu Shihan’s eyes, as though she was alone in a chilling space.
A sense of uneasy fear instantly pierced through her, and her heart struggled to escape, but her overpowering vanity forced her to stay.
She couldn’t run; if she did, she would be the laughingstock of others upon her return!
In the showbiz industry, where one is revered or looked down upon so overtly, the measures female stars use to compete with each other could match the extremes of ancient imperial concubines vying for favor.
Facing her daily drama-sparking colleagues, Zhang Xinjie slightly lifted her chin, refusing to admit defeat.
Fu Shihan just watched her. After she struck a pose, he took a sip of his drink and finally spoke.
"Who are you?"
He asked in a low voice, with a hint of confusion, causing Zhang Xinjie’s smile to freeze instantly.
The fashion magazine editor standing nearby heard this and the flash in her eyes revealed her understanding.
Everyone present was astute; they could see clearly. Fu Shihan’s dissatisfaction with Zhang Xinjie was evident; he was practically telling her—
"Stay away from me."
Just as the editor was thinking this, it was exactly what Fu Shihan said.
He didn’t leave any face for Zhang Xinjie, as if she was carrying some contagious virus, his expression cold.
After saying this, Fu Shihan withdrew his gaze from her and continued the conversation with the editor that had been interrupted.
Zhang Xinjie stood frozen, her face pale, momentarily uncertain of what to do.
She sensed Fu Shihan’s anger and panicked. Taking a deep breath, she spoke softly, "God Fu, what happened a few days ago was not intentional. The hotel receptionist accidentally gave the wrong room card, so I..."
She brought up the hotel incident, causing Fu Shihan’s expression to darken further.
That hotel was where he often stayed.
No matter how careless the hotel staff could be, they would never dare to give his room card to someone else. Besides, although she was there filming at the time, as far as Fu Shihan knew, her film crew wasn’t staying at that hotel.
The thought of the incident filled Fu Shihan’s eyes and face with disgust.
Today was not his domain, and he didn’t want to cause a scene. Otherwise, he would simply have someone throw this repulsive thing out.
"Get out."
His thin lips parted slightly, and he spoke again.
Zhang Xinjie shuddered, overwhelmed by his imposing manner, and subconsciously stepped back.
As she moved away from Fu Shihan’s side, his expression finally eased slightly. His eyes flicked towards Su Wanxin, and he downed the rest of his drink in one gulp.
Su Wanxin was over there dealing with Jun Yishu, still unaware of what had happened here.
He watched the man in front of him, so showy he nearly lacked only a chrysanthemum pinned to his chest, and listened uncomfortably as he said, "President Su, I heard netizens are shipping us together?"
Su Wanxin: "... The netizens are foolish, don’t stoop to their level."
If you take it seriously, you’re foolish too.